A writer must reflect and interpret his (her) society, his (her) world; he (she) must also provide inspiration and guidance and challenge. Much writing today strikes me as deprecating, destructive, and angry. There are good reasons for anger, and I have nothing against anger. But I think some writers have lost their sense of proportion, their sense of humor, and their sense of appreciation.
- E.B. White
“The Art of the Essay, Paris Review, 1969
Here at The Empty Nest Mom, I write most often of beauty.
There is so much of it in the world.
It’s not that I’m a Pollyanna,
it’s just that I don’t want to dwell on problems and negativity,
nor do I want to bring more of it into the world of my readers.
I know you know where to find it and perhaps,
you get a sense there’s too much of it as it is.
The world is too much with us.
I believe what we focus on expands.
I choose beauty.
Peace and wonder in nature.
Power and strength in who we are as women.
Keeping joy foremost in our consciousness.
Apparently E.B. White agrees.
And I like that:
I have always felt that the first duty of a writer was to ascend,
-to make flights,
carrying others along if he (she) could manage it.
To do this takes courage,
even a certain conceit.
- E.B. White,
remarks on receiving the National Medal for Literature.